Mike stared at the gleaming badge on his chest, a near-obsessive laugh curling at the corners of his mouth.
[Death Follower]: A special type of equipment that does not occupy an equipment slot and can be upgraded.
The badge, personally awarded by "Lord Death," can be gradually awakened by offering sacrifices to Lord Death. Its power guides the wearer to the threshold of the realm of Death, directly inheriting the awe-inspiring authority of Death.
Wearing the medal will increase the chances of triggering hidden quests and dungeons within the Death Club. Fighting against members outside the "Death Legion" faction will no longer be restricted by the Death Club's rules.
Mike noticed that his subordinates, although they also chose to join the "Death Legion" at the first opportunity.
However, they failed to win the unique recognition of the Grim Reaper—the awarding of the "Follower of Death" badge.
This fact clearly demonstrates that he alone stands out as the top performer on the Death Club leaderboard.
It has been favored by the Grim Reaper and bestowed with this badge of extraordinary significance.
He knew that such equipment went beyond simply stacking up attributes; it was a rare and special existence.
Although it is not directly reflected in the numerical values, the powerful capabilities it contains should not be underestimated.
As Mike read the instructions for the sacrifice, a sudden realization dawned on him.
He finally understood the profound meaning behind the Death Club.
It turns out that the Death Club is the cage used by the Order to imprison Death.
Under the laws of the apocalypse, Death is not bound.
Instead, it transformed this isolated island into a sacred testing ground for cultivators.
However, all those who perished within the Death Club became sacrifices to its power.
The stronger the human warriors who fall here, the more abundant the nourishment they provide to the Grim Reaper.
Therefore, compared to the areas outside the island.
The profits here are greater than outside the island, and private fights are not allowed.
This effectively reduced unnecessary sacrifices and ensured a delicate balance between the quality and quantity of offerings.
Therefore, in the eyes of Death, Su Yue had killed far more than tens of thousands of lives.
Those were tens of thousands of carefully selected offerings, each a huge loss to Death.
Death is eyeing these human lives, attempting to use their bodies as stepping stones to break free from the constraints of order.
It even transcends the legendary boundaries of the Order level and takes its place.
Su Yue, as a reborn individual, already knew about these things.
"So, all the living who die in the Death Club become sacrifices to 'Lord Death'! The souls that die here are the source of Lord Death's power."
Thinking of this, a crazy and audacious idea quietly sprouted in Su Yue's heart.
Since this sacrificial ritual does not limit the number of victims, why not take this rule to the extreme?
To guide as many lives as possible into the Death Club, just to pave a path to the supreme realm for Lord Death!
They were led here, ostensibly to challenge and conquer the powerful lone wolf.
If they can successfully eliminate him, given the Lone Wolf's extraordinary strength, this move will undoubtedly allow Lord Death to advance even further.
Even if they fail to eliminate the lone wolf as desired, those lowly lives, considered a burden, will be offered as sacrifices to Lord Death.
This would reduce the number of those useless, lowly people in the country.
They are more likely to gain the favor of the Grim Reaper and enhance their strength.
Moreover, the entire planet Earth will be under our control.
No matter what, I'm guaranteed to make a profit!
"Lebru, issue the highest order of the Alliance to all member states of the Lighthouse Alliance! All personnel who meet the requirements to enter the 'Death Club', teleport here within five minutes! Also, it's time for our Lighthouse Nation's 'Purple Potato Legion' to make their move!"
“Are we really going to deploy the ‘Purple Potato Legion’? With them on the field, victory is assured!” said a transgender subordinate named Lebru.
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At this moment, on the outskirts of the Huaxia base, Li Xusen was methodically directing the massive Dragon Group team to carry out post-battle cleanup work.
They were surprised to find that the number of enemy deaths was too high.
The bodies of the Lighthouse Alliance members who were killed.
As if drawn by an invisible force, it slowly sank into the dark soil.
It was as if these corpses had never existed.
When Xing Gang quickly reported this strange phenomenon to Li Xusen.
The latter frowned, his eyes revealing seriousness and deep thought.
"Xing Gang, breaking news! The Lighthouse Alliance has dispatched a large number of personnel to the Death Club. This battle is a matter of life and death for China! Take the 'Teleportation Scroll,' lead your men to retreat first, and leave the last spark of hope for China!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a massive rallying cry suddenly resounded from the huge stadium behind him, stirring the hearts of everyone present.
"Commander Li, the Northwest Wolf Special Operations Unit is fully assembled and requests immediate deployment!"
"Commander Li, the Northeast Tiger elite field force is fully in position and awaiting your orders!"
"Commander Li, the Eastern Lion assassination squad is on standby, ready to execute their mission with thunderous force at the command of a single order!"
At this moment, the air was filled with the solemnity of a decisive battle and an indomitable will.
Every report was delivered with a powerful and resounding tone, demonstrating the determination to defend the homeland and never retreat.
"Good! Good! Good! Then let's fight to our hearts' content with Lone Wolf!" Li Xusen said loudly, feeling indescribably happy.
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Elite warriors from all over China, belonging to the China Dragon Group.
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